Clouds wafted over the chalk-white moon
A misty dream in the night of June (Just a note... I asked J for a word that rhymes with moon during Geog and guess what she told me? Noon.)
The face of the North wind blows this way
Only to be driven away by the light of day.
The Sun!
And the stars and the moon, away they run.
For the day does come far too early
Heralded by the flames on the sea.
But darkness is at the Galaxy's core.
And it shall rise again, majestic once more.
And the day's light it shall chase away,
And invite the moon's light, soothing rays. (Did a bit of change here. Didn't sound terribly good. Still doesn't, but there has to be some improvement.)
Yeah, this is how I occupy my lessons when I'm bored. No, I'm not ashamed of it. Yes, I distract J during lessons. No, I doubt she was listening in the first place. Thank you.